THE LORD OF THE OTHER WORLD
Chapter 41: The Boring Battle
Raining arrows at the shot from the back line of the archer squad commanded by Sol. After the fall of the enemy forces that were in the sky, chaos occurred above the ground which caused the destruction of the formation from the enemy side. The battle breaks out when Becky gives instructions to the front squad to begin the assault.
Sweat drenched the faces full of doubt from the impromptu soldiers made. After all, many of these survivors had no background or experience of fighting as real warriors. They come more from ordinary people, weak people who daily work as a driving wheel that provides all kinds of available resources. However, now they only had the option of fighting on the battlefield against the beasts.
Anyone who sees can understand it. It's just that it's different in the face of a figure like Becky who looks at anyone's degree of strength. He could only cluck to see these humans were under his command. He thought they were really useless. Becky felt that if she went alone, it was much more efficient in destroying the enemy. He did not like the way Samantha gave him the task of playing the role of the head of the leading squad.
His entire body felt extremely itchy as Becky tried to hold back as the clashes began to occur. One by one the enemies he encountered along the way had been decapitated as easily as cutting a cake. However, just to the extent that he could restrain himself, he did not bring out his true abilities at all, he was purely using only his physical strength and weapons alone. He did not want to be scolded anymore, he remembered in his brain that Samantha asked him to make room for these survivors in fighting the beasts.
Actually Becky herself does not understand the way Samantha thought. He really could not guess, did Samantha mean well by giving these humans a chance to develop, or instead just wanted to play around to see them suffer when they were killed? Because, when Becky was free, she saw three figures from her team were still struggling in the face of one of the many enemies who had a body like a crow.
"I'd better go find their leader and pull him back." Becky recalled her sister's words to get at least one to be taken prisoner.
This battle became uninteresting at all. With his senses, there was not a single figure that caught his attention. That meant, no one was worthy to be his fighting opponent within his visibility. Becky intends to end this battle as soon as possible.
Seeing Becky who darted away and split the crowd of enemy troops, Becca who had just come after also realized the purpose of her sister's goal. Becca assumed that the child must have been bored and wanted to quickly meet the figure of the enemy leader. Becca secretly smiled when she saw the situation around. Indeed, it seems Becky has fulfilled her promise not to kill blindly. There are still many enemy troops left around. In doing so, Becca takes over her sister's position against the rest of the enemy forces.
"Thank you, Miss Becca." One survivor felt himself saved when he met Becca. Just now he was thinking about catching up with his comrades going to the afterlife, but unexpectedly Becca suddenly appeared and killed the enemy who almost finished him off.
Meanwhile, Becky herself was in the back of the enemy forces. Standing with a sturdy body, a raven that had a human-like body welcomed Becky's arrival. With an act of provocation, Becky kicked and managed to throw one of the enemies in the direction of the leader. In accordance with what Becky wanted, the leader of the crow with a serious face did not want to lose, he was forced to fend off his men to make him fall and die. A very fierce confrontation. The crow chief was indeed wary of Becky's extremely oppressive presence, but once he realized he could fend off the throw just now, he thought that he still had a chance of winning while fighting her.
Only, when he was chuckling proudly with himself, Becky suddenly darted and appeared before him without being able to both of her eyeballs manage to catch his movements. The burly crow was startled and tried to widen the distance by jumping backwards. However, before he could jump back, Becky with a dissatisfied expression held the crow's neck. Clutching it firmly, so that the crow felt tightness and could not breathe. Like a whining baby, the crow tried to break away, tried to hit, push, and do anything so that the terrible figure in front of him would release his hand.
Becky seems to have forgotten her purpose. Until finally he suddenly realized that his goal was to bring the leader of this crow back to be a prisoner of war. Therefore, he cannot kill him. Soon he let go of his hand and made the crow fall limp on the ground.
"If you still want to live, don't even think of running away from me. You'd better stay still while I clear this battlefield. You should know that I'm refraining from killing you."
Becky then activated one of her abilities. He took it seriously to end it all. His sickle weapon suddenly emitted a deadly cold aura. The surge of cold air around him slowly began to freeze the surface of the ground. Becky arrogantly then threw her scythe away by going to float towards the side. Every enemy that the scythe passed through, would all end in a tragic death. Their body parts would definitely not survive that deadly weapon slash. In fact, with just a slight touch of a scratch, their bodies would turn frozen by themselves.
The massacre was witnessed by the crow leader who was still lying around holding his sore neck. With a face of disbelief, he saw Becky like a terrible figure who even exaggerated the cruelty of the beast stronghold itself. Although he did not want to admit it, but in his heart he could estimate that Becky was much stronger compared to his boss who was at the center.
The crow leader thought there was no way for him to survive from here. He could only hope that there was at least one among his men who managed to escape to report this incident. Otherwise, this crow leader was only afraid that the entire beast would meet a bad end just like him.
